Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2005 19:37:38 EDT
From: THRAWN5678@aol.com
Subject: The Chosen One's Choice - Chapter 3
Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, and thus is not meant to imply
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Author's Notes: Well, here's the last of the revised chapters. Stay tuned
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The Chosen One's Choice
by Squall Thrawn
Chapter 3
Almost instinctively, Sion responded to the kiss, his lips quickly parting
to allow Anakin's tongue access to his mouth. His mind had convinced him
that this was all a dream, that he had fallen asleep while talking to
Anakin and was now dreaming about making out with Anakin. Suddenly, a hand
reached up to cup his face tenderly. Sion jerked out of his dream state,
realizing that it was really happening. He had finally given in to his
primal urges, and had kissed Anakin. Sion didn't remember getting up at
all, but all of a sudden he found himself backed up against the closet, a
good five feet away from Anakin.
"What... happened?" asked Sion shakily, almost dreading the answer. "Did
I... just kiss you?"
"No," said Anakin, a hint of confusion at Sion's sudden behavior. He could
have sworn that Sion had enjoyed that kiss. Sion sighed in relief at
Anakin's initial response. "I kissed you... and then you kissed back."
"I... kissed you back?" asked Sion. Then suddenly his expression changed
from uncertainty to anger. "Why did you kiss me?!"
"Couldn't help it," said Anakin. "I was sitting there looking at you. At
your handsome face. At your lips, especially. They just looked so kissable,
so I decided to find out." As he said this Anakin looked up at Sion calmly,
as if this sort of thing happened to him all the time.
"This can't be happening^Å This isn't happening," said Sion, pacing back
and forth, very agitated. "This is the last thing I need. I have enough to
deal with, what with my stupid dreams and my Jedi training." He stopped at
the transparisteel window, and watched all the commuter traffic rush past
his window.
"Sion, it's gonna be ok," said Anakin, standing up and walking towards
Sion. "I know how you feel. I've gone through this myself. There's nothing
wrong with being attracted to men." Anakin hesitantly put his arm around
Sion's shoulder. Sion quickly turned to avoid Anakin's arm.
"You don't understand, Anakin," Sion practically yelled. "That's not the
point! I know I'm gay! I've known this for years!! I've faced it, and
accepted it. That's not the problem!"
"Then what's the problem, Sion?" asked Anakin, now even more confused.
"You're gay, I'm bisexual, what more is there to know? I mean, unless you
and Squall are..." Anakin trailed off suggestively.
"Fuck, Anakin! He's my best friend, almost like the brother I never had!
I've never thought about him that way! And even if I did, I wouldn't act on
it!"
"Why not?" asked Anakin, now completely puzzled. He didn't have a clue as
to where Sion was coming from now. He could understand denial about one's
orientation, or guilt about potential cheating on one's boyfriend. But this
was obviously something completely different.
"Because of the Code, you stupid nerfherder! Or did you forget that?" Sion
was furious now.
"The Jedi Code doesn't forbid two guys getting it on," said Anakin.
"Believe me, I know. All it says is that attachment is forbidden. Which
means no real relationships. But it doesn't prevent two horny guys from
getting it on every so often. Release tension and all that."
"And there's the problem," said Sion. "I'd rather live the rest of my life
using my left hand to relieve tension than sleep with somebody just to get
my rocks off. I can't engage in something as intimate as sex with somebody
who doesn't care about anything but getting laid." Sion's voice started
breaking down as he struggled to hold back tears. "I need a connection.
That's just how I am. And since the Code forbids anything like that, I
guess I'll just die a virgin. You don't understand, Anakin. Becoming a
Jedi is my life. And if I give in and go down the road you're suggesting, I
could jeorpardize that. I can't, won't allow that to happen."
"I... Fine. If that's the way it is, fine," said Anakin, bowing his head.
"I'm just sorry I caused you this much anxiety. I hope we can still be
friends."
"I'm honestly not sure how we can be, Anakin," said Sion, sadly. As tears
started to appear in his eyes, Sion quickly ran out the door and down the
hallway. Anakin sighed. He didn't mean to cause this much trouble. And he
certainly didn't mean to wreck his and Sion's friendship, which he seemed
to have done. Stupid libido. Anakin resolved to find a way to make it up to
Sion, so that they could at least still be friends.
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Squall Antilles looked up from his datapad to rest his weary eyes for a
moment. Despite the fact that Master Derka was indeed much more lenient
than Master Windu, Sion's Master, Derka was still a tough Jedi Master to
learn under. Especially since Master Derka seemed to have a certain
fondness for boring texts. Squall probably spent twice as much time as Sion
on the datapad; reading, and researching, and writing reports. Turning off
his datapad and stretching, Squall decided that these reports could wait a
night. (Which was in fact the conclusion he had come to the two previous
nights.)
'I wonder what Sion's doing,' thought Squall. 'Probably still hanging out
with Anakin. Wonder if three's a crowd?'
Just then, the door buzzer sounded. And sounded. And sounded. As if
somebody was just keeping his finger on the button. 'I swear,' thought
Squall, 'if it's that stupid Rodian from across the hall playing another
stupid prank, I'm going to introduce him to the bottom of my boot.' Squall
got up from his desk chair and hit the button to open the door. It was not,
in fact, the stupid Rodian from across the hall. It was Sion, and he looked
horrible. Squall assessed the situation in a second. "Come in." he said.
Sion walked into the room, as Squall hit the button to close the door.
"Ok, talk to me," Squall simply said. Squall sat back down in the desk
chair, as Sion sat on the edge of the bed across from him. There was
silence for a moment. So Squall decided to take the initiative, and make an
educated guess. "Does this involve Anakin in any way, shape, or form?" Sion
nodded. "Alright," said Squall. "What happened?"
"He... he kissed me," said Sion, so low that Squall could barely hear.
"What did you say?" asked Squall. "I thought you said Anakin kissed you."
"I did," said Sion. Slowly, he spilled out the rest of the story to
Squall. Squall chose to let Sion tell the story at his own pace, and merely
listened.
"Interesting," said Squall, pensively, after Sion wound down. "I didn't peg
Anakin as bisexual. Though I suppose it makes sense. He's always seemed the
type to shag anybody, regardless of gender. But then, that's not really the
point, is it. The crux of the problem is the situation he put you in. You
don't like the fact that somebody you had a crush on is actually willing to
return the feelings."
"Return the feelings?" asked Sion, a bit testily. "All he said was that he
thought I was handsome, so he made a move on me. I'm just another lay for
him."
"Well, whether or not he did it just because he's a horny bugger is still
open for debate. But I'll leave the topic alone for now," said Squall. "I'm
just curious as to why you believe you can't be friends any more."
"Because it'll be too awkward now!" exclaimed Sion. "Every time I see him,
I'll start thinking about how if I really wanted to I could sleep with
him. And I don't need that kind of temptation. Why do you think I`ve been
avoiding him all these years?"
"So he's always been a temptation." Sion nodded. "Well, you seemed to have
your temptations under control at dinner. I mean, I didn't notice you
drooling over him... well, not too much." Sion looked shocked. Squall
chuckled. "Just because I seem oblivious to a lot of things when I'm
jabbering on, doesn't mean I actually am. Besides, I've always kept an eye
on you, Sion, ever since you told me you were attracted to guys. Since you
seldom tell me who the current obsession is, I'm forced to figure it out
myself."
"That could be because when I do, you claim your straight ears can't take
it," jibed Sion back, smiling. He then gave Squall a pointed look. "Then,
when I do tell you, you make me regret it by teasing me about it
relentlessly."
"I don't really know what you`re talking about, Sion," said Squall with an
innocent look on his face. "But seriously, this doesn't change things as
much as you seem to think it does. And to be perfectly honest, I don't know
why you didn't just take Anakin up on his offer.
"Because..."
"Because you need commitment, right?" asked Squall. Sion nodded. "Fine,
then. Commit. Kiss. Copulate. Whatever floats your boat, just don't be too
graphic when you're telling me."
"But the Code says.."
"Sod what the Code says," said Squall. "Ya gotta follow your heart,
man. And learn to think for yourself. If you just follow what everybody
else tells you to do, what kind of Jedi would you be? Honestly, I don't
understand why the Jedi Code forbids a Jedi from ever having a serious
relationship. I mean, how else do ya get little Jedi? Seems to me an
easier business than just hoping you come across them on your travels.
There's no such thing as too many Jedi."
"Why don't you explain this to Master Yoda?" asked Sion, lightly.
"Actually, Master Derka told me not to bother," said Squall, slightly
miffed. "Said that whether or not the idea had merit or not was
irrelevant. That the Code has been this way for countless generations of
Jedi. But I'm getting sidetracked. I'm telling you man, not to be crude or
anything, but you need to get laid!"
"You're saying that I should just forget about commitment and just screw
random people?" asked Sion, slightly shocked.
"Didn't say that," said Squall. "I'd suggest doing it with somebody you at
least care about." Squall suddenly grinned. "It's a lot more fun that way,
too." Sion suddenly wondered exactly how experienced Squall was in this;
Squall had never before mentioned his own sex life. Meanwhile, Squall
continued. "Maybe Anakin's the one, maybe not. Who knows? I'd say at least
give the guy a shot. I mean, he does seem comfortable with himself, and I'd
say that's much better than pursuing some closet case who might lash out
afterwards because of guilty feelings."
"..Thanks, Squall," said Sion. "I need to think on it some more."
"That's absolutely fine, Sion," said Squall, smiling again. "You know I'll
always be here to listen to you and give you my advice. And just so you
know, if I were you, I'd try to at least patch up your friendship with
Anakin. That's all. Whatever you decide on about the sex issue; it's just
that, your decision. And know right now that I'll back you up no matter
what you choose."
"Thanks, Squall," replied Sion. "Erm.. Squall?"
"Yes, Sion?"
"Would you mind if I stayed the night here? Like we used to do?" asked Sion
diffidently.
"Hmm.. let me think," said Squall, pretending to contemplate the idea. "I
suppose so, as long as you don't start making a habit of it. I mean, your
snoring has only gotten worse over the years."
Sion just gave Squall a glaring look. Squall smiled as if oblivious to
Sion's look of death. The two spent the rest of the evening chatting about
how they were coming in their Jedi training. Finally, they decided it was
time to go to sleep. Squall quickly shucked his Jedi tunic and trousers,
leaving him clad only in his smallclothes. Turning back to Sion, he
grinned. "Feast your eyes on the perfect human specimen!" Rolling his eyes,
Sion nevertheless looked. Squall never seemed uncomfortable when Sion
looked at his body; indeed he just took it as a compliment. And Squall had
much to be proud of. He had a medium build, and was very toned. All Jedi
Masters instructed their Padawans to enhance their physical strength and
stamina, but Squall had taken it one step further. Rather surprising for a
Padawan whose Master was well-known for his fondness of old texts and his
aversion towards any actions that could cause him to exert himself too
much. Squall's six-pack rippled as he moved, as Sion noticed, once again,
that there was absolutely no fat on Squall's body. Quite a change from the
ten year old he had met years ago, with a slightly chunky build.
Squall caught Sion looking at his nearly naked body but merely
grinned. Squall had no problems with Sion, or any guy for that matter,
looking at his body. According to him, it was a compliment, whether the
looks came from a guy or a girl. Almost shyly, Sion stripped off his
clothes as well, leaving him just as scantily dressed as Squall. His body
was well-toned as well, though leaner than Squall, but Sion was still shy
about it.
He quickly got into Squall's bed, while Squall turned off the light and got
in as well. It was a fairly tight fit; Sion could feel Squall's bare back
pressed up against his own. Sion thought back to when they first started
doing this. Squall had come up to him on Sion's first day at the Jedi
Temple, introducing himself as Squall and wearing a big grin on his
face. The two had bonded instantly, and Squall had quickly become Sion's
surrogate big brother. Because of tumultuous chain of events that had
occurred immediately after his parents' murders and had resulted in Sion
becoming a Padawan learner, Sion had not had a chance to properly grieve
his parents' deaths. For quite a few nights, Sion had fallen asleep crying
while lying in the protecting arms of Squall. When, at age 14, Sion had
come out to Squall, Squall had merely smiled and told Sion that it made no
difference to him. To prove it, they had once again slept in the same bed,
clad only in their smallclothes. Now, twelve years after a skinny blonde
boy and a stocky dark-haired boy first ate lunch together(and complained
about it), Sion once again found himself sharing a bed with the one person
in the universe he completely trusted. Sighing contentedly, Sion soon fell
asleep to the sound of Squall's rhythmic breathing.
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Sion awoke to the sound of a gong ringing once. He groaned and snuggled
deeper into what he assumed was the covers. But these covers looked to be
the color of skin, and were breathing. Sion suddenly realized where he
was. He was in bed with Squall, and had at some point of the night flipped
over so that he was spooning Squall. And worst of all, it seemed that
sleeping next to Squall's warm body had already awakened a certain part of
his body, which was currently jabbing the back of Squall's smallclothes.
"You awake, Sion?" Squall suddenly asked. From what Sion could tell, there
was just a hint of amusement in Squall's voice.
"No," replied Sion glibly.
"Goof," said Squall, as he got out of bed. "I'm gonna take a shower
now. That way, if you want to, you can stay in here and take care of
certain, shall we say, issues." Sion turned a bright red, as his cock
quickly deflated. Squall laughed. Sion decided to get back at Squall.
"I don't know, won't you need someone to scrub your back while you're in
the shower? Or otherwise 'help' you out?" Sion said, while looking at
Squall suggestively.
To Sion's intense disappointment, Squall didn't even blink an
eye. "Actually, I'm meeting Jecht Adomeran in there. Otherwise, I`d take
you up on that offer."
Sion blushed yet again, as a visual of Jecht Adomeran popped up in his
head. The tall redhead was currently number two on the list of people he
thought about while beating off.
"Maybe I should tell him that you'll be along in a while?" Squall just
laughed as Sion sent him yet another look of death. Grabbing a towel,
Squall left the room and headed down the corridor as the door closed behind
him.
'Just for that, I'm stealing one of his towels,' said Sion, who then felt
better after his petty revenge. He grabbed one and headed for the showers
as well. As Sion got into the changing room, it was clearly evident that
Squall was in the shower room. Nobody else laughed quite as loud or as
often as Squall. Sion stripped off his smallclothes and headed into the the
shower as well. Squall was indeed in there, chatting with Jecht Adomeran
and Lavitz Akashi about some rumor he heard about some Padawan that Sion
had never heard about. Squall turned around at Sion's entrance, as did
Jecht. To Sion's embarrassment, Jecht gave him a suggestive smile. "So, you
ready for your turn?" asked Jecht.
"Wha... What?" Sion said. Squall couldn't have told Jecht. He just couldn't
have.
"Here, Sion, I saved ya a shower," said Squall, grinning and gesturing to
the shower next to him, the last in the row. He knew that Sion wasn't
comfortable showering in plain view of everybody else. "By the way, I just
told Jecht to do that when you entered. He just thinks I`m trying to one-up
ya."
"I hate you," said Sion, grinning despite himself. Squall had gotten him
yet again, but it was still funny. Squall merely grinned at him. Sion
started lathering himself up. He had found that the best way to avoid
getting a hard-on in the showers was to pretend that he wasn't in a room
full of naked and cute guys. 'Old Jedi Mind Trick,' thought Sion wryly.
"Hey, Sion!" Sion looked up as he realized that somebody was trying to get
his attention. It was Jecht. "Been hearing some good things about your
skills with a lightsaber. I was wondering if you'd be willing to practice
with some of the guys in our group." Lightsaber sparring was scheduled
twice a week, once you had been taken on by one of the Jedi Masters. You
were placed in a group of four or five people, and that group would meet
two days a week. Squall was in Sion's group, as was Lavitz.
Sion was about to say he was too busy, but then he remembered his dream
from the day before. A man using a silver lightsaber. "Sure, Jecht. When do
you want to do it?" Maybe there was a silver lightsaber-user in Jecht's
group.
"Well, our group is meeting right after dinner. How about then?" Jecht shut
his shower off.
"Sounds good. I'll see you then," said Sion. Jecht left the showers,
leaving only Squall and Sion. Lavitz had apparently slipped out quietly;
Sion had never noticed the quiet boy's departure.
"Oooo, Sion's making time with the hunky redhead," said Squall
teasingly. "The one with, what was it, 'eyes so blue they look like the
ocean reflected, and so deep one could drown in them?'"
For the umpteenth time, Squall had managed to make Sion blush. 'And Squall
wonders why I don't tell him who I'm attracted to.'
"Well, man, we'd better hurry up if we want any food," said Squall, turning
off his shower. Sion followed suit, following Squall and unsuccessfully
trying to avoid looking at Squall's ass. Regardless of the fact that Sion
didn't think about Squall that way, he still enjoyed looking at Squall's
body, ass included.
-----
Breakfast was a quick matter. Squall looked to have something on his mind,
and so Sion was enjoying a quiet breakfast for once. Nerf medallions in
gravy. Again. At least it wasn't as frequently served as the famous
multi-colored lunchtime glop. The third gong went off.
"Well, I've got to run, Sion," said Squall, standing up. "Jecht needs some
help with some research he's doing, asked me if I would help him."
"And what are you getting out of it?" asked Sion with a grin. Squall tended
to have an ulterior motive more often than not, when he agreed to help
people.
"A blowjob," said Squall, nonchalantly. "Or just a plain ole' regular
favor. Can't decide which." He grinned at Sion and ran off.
"Goof," muttered Sion under his breath. He reluctantly gathered his and
Squall's trays and returned them to the kitchen, where the droids took them
and started washing them. Sion headed off towards the practice rooms
and... Anakin! Somehow, Sion had not even thought about the fact that he
was going to have to face Anakin this soon. He figured on a couple days;
Sion had completely forgotten about training with Anakin.
'Sithspawn,' thought Sion, as his hand stopped before he pushed the button
to open the door. 'This could prove to be really awkward.'
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